Feels like this waist won't be of use anymore.
Thinking this, he moved his thigh a bit, a sharp pain shooting up to his head.
'Forget it, let's light another one for Yue Kua too, it seems they're done for as well...'
Silently reflecting on the intensity of yesterday's battle, Qiu Tu instinctively reached beside him, only to realize the spot was long empty, leaving just a faint jasmine scent lingering...
Although he knew all along that it was just a transaction between the two of them, at that moment, Qiu Tu still felt a little disappointed.
'Even if there's no merit, there should be some effort acknowledged, right?'
'This is just too heartless!'
Just as he was thinking this, suddenly, the bedroom door opened. Tang Feifei walked in barefoot, with bare legs and body, carrying a bowl of medicine.
Her legs were long, and her silhouette carried a sense of endless explosive power and resilience.
